Chapter 4: Cousin

The bank card was in the pocket, and Zhong Yuhuan spent a few hours in the mall, finally picking up the gifts and toys.
After finishing the account, I got on the bus.
"Go to the Indigo Villa."
The driver looked back at her in surprise and then started the car.
Indigo Villa is the name of a villa group. It is a villa built in the early days of Jinshui City. It is also the most famous rich area in Jinshui City.
To this day, it has gradually become a symbol of wealth and strength.
The original mother, Ding Yuxue, lived with her parents in the same year, but Zhong Yuhuan was the first time.
After entering the villa area, Zhong Yuhuan immediately called his cousin.
"Where are you now?" There was a low voice at the end.
Zhong Yuhuan looked out the window: "There is a big fountain, and a lot of yellow roses are planted next to it..."
"Well, I know, wait for me there, don't move." The man's voice is a bit stiff, probably not knowing how to deal with this age girl.
Zhong Yuhuan responded with a "good" voice, then took the phone off the car and let the driver go back first.
Zhong Yuhuan’s cousin is the son of the aunt, named Lang, called Lang Jinzhi.
When Lang Jinzhi drove to the fountain, he saw the slender girl standing there, and the big bags at her feet.
Lang Jin saw this cousin on the top, but at the funeral of Otaru. At that time, she was wearing a black skirt and stood at the forefront without saying a word. He stood behind him and could see her slender arms and legs as soon as she looked up.
The figure is a little thin.
Later, he thought, he is a cousin, even if it is less than the exchange, it should be comforted.
So he stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to her.
And she looked up, but she was stubborn and contradictory. She said, "I don't need you to take care of me!"
After that, Lang Jinzhi heard the gossip of the Zhong family every other day.
Today, Miss Zhong Jia and her father had a big fight, and they made it difficult to get up and down. Tomorrow, Miss Zhong Jia went to the company of Zhong’s company and broke into a business of Zhong’s business. The day after tomorrow was her little. At an age, I ran out of the door alone and almost disappeared...
Lang Jinzhi understood the grief and grievances in her heart, but he could not agree with her way of doing things.
She contradicted the concern of everyone in Dingjia, and she was loyal to Zhongchi and Zhongchi. The methods used were all stupid.
This directly led to Langjinzhi's impression of her falling rapidly.
Later, naturally, the mind of the cousin was taken care of.
Lang Jinzhi stopped the car and opened the door and went down.
As soon as he approached, he saw the way Zhong Yuhuan is now. White skirt, stretched eyebrows, a little sweet smile on the mouth.
And he was impressed... It seems to be two people.
And this clock is already screaming: "Cousin."
The sound is also sweet.
As if I saw him, I immediately came from the joy of my heart.
Lang Jinzhi glimpsed, and then said nothing, he bent over and picked up a large bag, put it in the trunk and said: "Get on the bus."
Zhong Yuhua nodded, and consciously opened the front passenger's door, sat in, and quickly fastened the seat belt.
Zhong Yuhuan turned his head at this time and slowly looked at this cousin.
Lang Jinzhi’s age should be twenty-four, but it has already had a vague taste.
He was meticulously dressed in a suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, under the handsome eyebrows, hiding a sharp and indifferent taste.
It is no wonder that the original body will feel fear, because the cousin looks like a "I am not good to be".
When Zhong Yuhuan was looking at it, Lang Jinzhi also noticed it.
He couldn't help but look at her, and he saw Zhong Yuhuan staring at him. His eyes were shining with radiance, and his eyes were like two twinkling stars.
A little... cute.
Lang Jinzhi has never seen her have such an expression.
Is it because I have suffered enough recently and finally know how to soften it?
Whether it is for this reason or not, Lang Jinzhi’s eyes are milder. In the end is his cousin, there is a blood relationship.
In order to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere, Langjin’s initiative provoked the words:
The grandfather has already waited in the villa.

"Yeah." Zhong Yuhua nodded and said lowly: "I want my grandfather."
Lang Jinzhi suddenly heard this sentence, his eyes could not help but be more gentle: "The grandfather also misses you very much."

Have I ever lived in the Indigo Villa?
Zhong Yuhuan asked.
"I have lived. When you were very young, Xiaoxiao took you to live for a few days." When it came to this, Langjin’s meal paused: "Now the grandfather does not live here. Since Xiaoxiao has disappeared, the grandfather is afraid of touching the scene. Love, I moved to another place to live."
Zhong Yuhuan did not speak.
After Langjinzhi did not speak again, he waited until the car stopped, and the two got off the bus.
Lang Jinzhi took things out of the trunk and said, "I will hold it for you."
Zhong Yuhuan raised his head and said, "Hmm."
One of the brocades.
There was a little tear in the eyes of Zhong Yuhuan. Obviously, when I was in the car, I cried quietly.
Is it because of what he said?
Lang Jinzhi stared at her appearance, couldn't help but raise her hand, and stroked her hair stiffly: "Don't cry, my grandfather will see it more sad."
Zhong Yuhua nodded, raising his hand and blinking, but his eyes were redder.
A little poor face.
Langjin’s moment was overwhelmed.
He felt that the cousin's toughness, stubbornness, and unpleasantness may be just her instinctual self-protection in that environment.
And now, it is her true look.
At this time, the maid heard the voice and ran out to greet him: "Long Master."
The maid finished watching Zhong Yuhuan, a rather uncertain tone, said: "Miss Zhong."
"Advanced to go." Lang Jin thought about it, changed the bag with his right hand to the other hand, and then took the right hand to hold Zhong Yuhuan.
Zhong Yuhuan did not break free, and she followed and walked in.
The people in the villa were quickly alarmed.
"Happiness." A low-pitched voice sounded.
Zhong Yuhuan looked up and looked.
I saw a thin old man in a tunic suit, staring at her and opening her arms to her.
Zhong Yuhuan accurately recognized who this is.
"Grandfather." She shouted low.
Ding Waigong came over to her, and then she took her in her arms.
"Happiness is growing taller...high again..."
Lang Jinzhi released the hand holding Zhong Yuhuan and stood aside.
"First eat," he said.
"Yes, eat first." Ding's grandfather loosened his arms.
Ding's grandfather does not seem to be a kind old man. His facial features are sharp and savvy. When you sit there, you are extremely powerful.
But when he was looking at Zhong Yuhuan, the complex eyes were indeed mixed with tenderness and caution.
This family feast was only three people, Ding Waigong, Lang Jinzhi and Zhong Yuhuan. They were seated around the round table. The maids rushed to the dishes and brought the utensils.
"First wait." Zhong Yuhuan bent over and picked up the big bag at the foot and took out a box from it: "Gift to the grandfather."

Gift?
Ding’s grandfather and Lang Jin’s stayed at the same time.

Hua Huan wants to give a gift to his grandfather?
Ding’s voice was unbelievable.
When Ding Yu Xuesheng Zhong Yuhuan, Ding Waigong was still a strong man, still busy with his career, not to mention visiting his granddaughter, and his concern for his daughter was less. So later, the granddaughter refused to be close to him, and they were indifferent to them. Ding’s grandfather understood it, and did not dare to ask the little granddaughter, and immediately turned back and they were better.
Gifts, of course, have never been seen before.
"Yeah." Zhong Yuhuan nodded and pushed the box to the front of Ding's grandfather.
Ding Waigong opened it and saw that there were three cans of tea. He couldn’t attend to see what tea was, and immediately gave it to the maid on the side: "Take a cup of tea, I will taste it."
The maid hurriedly took the tea away.
Lang Jinzhi looked at this scene, and under the heart, he finally got acquainted.
At this time, Zhong Yuhuan bent over again and found a box from the bag: "Give a cousin."
This is why Lang Jinzhi is really stunned.
He did not expect that there was a copy of him in the middle.
Ding Waigong frowned and said, "What do you do for him? He usually can't see the figure, and he hasn't seen your sister."
Ding’s grandmother’s tone was severe, but his face was clearly jealous.
He was the first to reclaim the gift of Huanhuan!
Why do you have to bring Langjinzhi!
Zhong Yuhuan is not as afraid of her grandfather as the original. She greets Ding's grandfather's eyes and smiles and says: "Yes, I want. My cousin helped me. He sent a secretary to me to call."
"What is that, you just want to think, what secretary of the secretary, Secretary, can give you a call, the grandfather will lend the secretary of the grandfather to you..."
"No, I want so many secretaries to do?" Zhong Yuhuan shook his head.
Ding Wai public horse can not hide the expression of disappointment.
He lacks too much for his daughter and granddaughter. When he wants to make up for it, he can't make up for it. He can't wait to make a request.
Zhong Yuhuan pushed the box to Lang Jinzhi: "Cousin, give."
Lang Jinzhi’s eyes fell on the box, and he hesitated to reach out and open the lid. I saw a pen of Swiss richardmille lying inside.
What kind of family is Lang Jinzhi living in? Naturally, it is obvious at a glance that it is worth a lot.
He buckled the lid and whispered, "Thank you." After thinking about it, he added another voice: "Thank you, cousin."
"Don't look at it, take it home and take a look. Let's eat first, and Huanhuan is sure to be hungry."
"Yeah." Langjin's response.
Everyone picked up the chopsticks and really started to eat seriously. Nothing else was said.
When I finished the meal, Ding’s face was hard to hide:
This is where your mother grew up from a young age... I will come back later.

Zhong Yuhua nodded.
Lang Jin’s cloaked suit and said,
I will send you.

Zhong Yuhuan looked at him with surprise.
This is really a bad day with the cousin in the memory of the original. Is it a pen to buy people? So good?
The money is still the five thousand that is the clock!